Drops of Jupiter - Boyce Avenue

Now that he’s back in the atmosphere\nWith drops of Jupiter in his hair, eh, eh, ey, eh, eh, ey Acts like summer and walks like rain\nReminds me that there’s time a to change, eh, eh, ey, eh, eh, ey But since his return from his stay on the moon\nHe listens like spring and she talks like June, eh, eh, ey, eh, eh, ey But tell me did you sail across the sun\nDid you make it to the milky way\nTo see the lights all faded\nAnd that heaven is overrated\nTell me, did you fall for a shooting star\nOne without a permanent scar\nAnd did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there\nNow that he’s back from that soul vacation\nTracing his way through the constellation, eh, eh, ey, eh, eh, ey He checks out Mozart while he does tae-bo\nReminds me that there’s room to grow, eh, eh, ey, eh, eh, ey Now that he’s back in the atmosphere\nI’m afraid that he might think of me as plain ol Jane\nTold a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land\nTell me did this wind sweep you off your feet\nDid you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day\nAnd head back to the milky way\nAnd tell me, did Venus blow your mind\nWas it everything you wanted to find\nAnd did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there\nCan you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken\nYour best friend always sticking up for you\nEven when I know you’re wrong\nCan you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone\nConversation\nThe best soy latte that you ever had and me Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet\nDid you finally get the chance to dance along in the light of day\nAnd head back to the milky way\nTell me, did you fall for a shooting star\nOne without a permanent scar\nAnd did you miss my while you were looking for yourself out\nNa na na na na na na na na na na aaahh ooohhhooo\nNa na na na na na na na na na na aaahh…\nCan you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken\nYour best friend always sticking up for you\nEven when I know you’re wrong\nCan you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone\nConversation\nThe best soy latte that you ever had and me